League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Staring at the all-too-familiar handsome face in the crystal ball, Meredith felt a little warmer in her heart, her ears turned red quietly, and the female mage secretly held her hands under the crystal ball, and slowly rubbed them together. .

It seems that I haven't held hands with Lester for a long time...

Lester continued without knowing the small movements and thoughts of the female mage.

"Meredith, remember, any magical power is worthless before the power of runes. The power of runes is the original power at the beginning of the world's creation. Even magic is born under the laws of runes. on something,

If you go to Demacia, you will become a real mortal, there is the tomb of all spellcasters, and as long as you reveal your mage status, Demacia's Arcatraz guards will arrest you without hesitation Locked in a dungeon, they won't listen to any of your excuses, and unless someone big hits you, you'll never get out.

Before going to Demacia, you must first prepare to become a mortal, and then completely forget that you are a mage. If you do these two things, I agree with you to go to Demacia. "

Looking sweetly at the man chattering into the crystal ball, Meredith nodded slightly.

"After you do these two things, I will arrange a suitable identity for you and bring you some good guards..."

"Lester, no need, I have to go one step ahead before the law enforcement team leaves, and time is running out...

Don't worry, I have prepared a false identity. I will go to Demacia as a female geomorphologist for the reason of investigating the geographical situation. Demacia will not be too strict with skilled people. "

Nodding his head, the man stopped trying to dissuade him. The two stared at each other for a few seconds and bid farewell to each other.

The crystal ball dimmed, Lester leaned on the sofa and slowly closed his eyes.

"Idiot, sooner or later I have to wipe your ass."

...

Shurima Continent, located in the south of Valoran Continent, has become a war-torn land divided by warlords after the ancient Shurima Empire fell apart.

Desert Scavengers, Sand Bandits, Horse Bandit Raiders, Insurgents, Warlords, Lords, Sand People, Great Merchant, Foreign Explorers, Freelance Warbands, Sand Raiders, Murder Fugitives, Ancient Empire Resurrected Legion, Adventurers Home……

Just listing the names of the forces in disorder is enough to waste two whole pieces of good Shurima hemp paper.

It's just that no matter how chaotic, overbearing and ruthless the forces are, there is still a place of fear in their hearts.

It was a sacred place that no one in Shurima dared to offend. It was the highest place in Runeterra, reaching directly under the stars, the abode of the gods.

According to the legend of Shurima, the highest peak is not desolate. Some climbers claim that under the starry sky, in the illusory mirage, there is a giant city made of gold and silver, and there is a beautiful heaven. Countless powerful celestial mages and warriors of the gods lived there, and possessed unimaginable mighty power. Every hundred years, a chosen person would climb to the top and receive the blessing of the mighty power of the gods.

There are countless Rakkol pilgrims, or travelers who want to obtain divine revelation and divine power, who will end their lives on the rocky peaks.

The middle section of the giant peak is not as immutable as ordinary peaks. Perhaps it was the creation of the gods at the beginning. The mountain of the giant mountain has never stopped changing. The only constant is the difficulty, snow, cold, and ruggedness on the way to climb. , precipitous, illusory ghosts, and even unwilling souls who died on the road, will all become obstacles that cut off the last vitality of the climber.

Some people regard obstacles as obstacles that cannot be overcome, while others regard obstacles as self-improvement experiences. For the Lakkor people who voluntarily serve the gods on the peak, both the bravest and the most cowardly need to let themselves embark on a life of near-death. way back. The warrior will return with full of glory, and the best ending for the coward is to die on the way to becoming a warrior, because neither the Bright Moon Sect nor the Lieyang Sect will like a useless person who is worthless.

On the mountainside of Mount Targon, a shambling figure is slowly moving forward.

Whenever I think of my mother's disappointed eyes, the girl in the animal skin coat and holding the wooden spear will have more strength to move forward, although this endless climbing road can only cover less than a kilometer.

The good night has already fallen, and the moon on Mount Targon seems to be falling from the sky, and the deadly cold wind is blowing more and more bitterly, cutting on the rough and chilblained skin, like a bone-scraping steel knife, greedy The ground was stripping away heat and vitality, and the pain in the body reminded the girl of when her mother poked a spear into the throat of Upok (a large cave-dwelling animal with a bony plate on its head, similar to a rhinoceros, not good at water). howling of despair...

Maybe I should howl twice and die?

The hands and feet have turned purple, the body temperature has dropped rapidly, the snowflakes in the sky are getting bigger and bigger, and the steep mountain roads have begun to narrow. On the snow cliffs on both sides, there are several cold and hard bumps. The Lakhor girl knows , This is the predecessor who died on the climbing road, and I may become the next watchman standing on the mountain, quietly waiting for the next person who died on the trial.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh~"

The girl froze for a moment, there was something terrifying that howled before her, and it was right in front of her.

Clenching the wooden spear tightly in her hand, the girl didn't know whether she would die in the cold, or in the sharp teeth of the wolves, maybe there were terrible ghosts waiting for her in the dark, she only knew that she had to On this cliff of no return, keep going.

After struggling through the most dangerous narrow cliff covered with snowflakes, the girl began to lament that she was so lucky that she didn't step on the ground, but before she breathed a sigh of relief, a new trial road appeared ahead, and the terrain changed. Open, although the sky is strangely no longer filled with snow, but the girl knows that the pack of wolves is ahead.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh~"

The short and sharp voice came from the corner mountain road again, the girl vigilantly raised the wooden spear that was used as a trekking stick in front of her, and slowed down her pace.

It is not a good thing for me to have something that can scare the wild wolves of Shengfeng.

"Hi hi hi~"

Five distressed gray wolves with green eyes flew over in a panic from the mountain road. The girl was thinking about whether she could kill one of them with a wooden spear before she died, but found that the gray wolves passed by without looking back. Take yourself seriously.

There is no doubt that these gray wolves are hungry, and the hungry gray wolves can forget the piece of fat in their mouths. What terrible and deadly thing is waiting for them in front of them?

Gritting her teeth and taking stiff steps, the girl supported her body with a wooden spear, and continued to move forward. She had just walked a few tens of meters, and when she was about to reach the corner of the mountain road, there was another miserable wolf howling in front of her, which could not be seen The tall mountain at the end blocks it.

The girl finally frowned.

"What the hell is it?"

Guess who is in front of the mountain? If you guess correctly, you can get the title of male Yuren exclusively named by Hongye~